Chapter 137

The words of eldritch power and sacrifice passed Talia's lips in a torrent, her voice straining against the metaphysical tsunamis of malevolent force battering at the last fragile remnants of reality. All around her, the ranks of those few stalwart warriors and sorcerers still able to remain upright began feeding their own power and life essences into the culminating ritual.

Blinding coronas of spiritual energy arced and pulsed among them, turning the air opaque with hyperstitional luminescence. The ground itself seemed to twist and shear apart as the ineffable energies of the rite achieved transcendental densities of world-shaping power.

At the core of the maelstrom, Talia's body glowed with the incandescence of a newborn star coalesced into mortal form. Her consciousness expanded in exponential magnitudes of focus amidst the ritual's world-rending complexities. All the theories and speculative diagrams of Alorin's most extreme research poured through her mind in an instant of perfec
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